I used to walk On my way to school I'd walk across Hackney Downs Singing Endlessly I remember How people lost their homes Moved around caught between identities Now Coffee shops £6 a cup attract a different crowd A conscious act that soon impacts the council's disavowal If I ask you one thing Will you, Consider This? Does it feel abrupt? When council flats becomes mixed income homes Like their money and class will trickle down Properties left empty while their owners are abroad Mean, high rise flats That no one here would ever dream to afford I guess Government cuts mean no leisure for the poor While the rhetoric from leadership tells us We can have it all If I ask you one thing Will you, Consider This?